A lot of my progressive friends talk about how we need a more sex-positive culture. One of my friends gave me a button that said just that this week: Sex +. It’s a big deal to a lot of people. You know what’s a big deal to me? Excitement. I think we need a more… Continue reading Excitement-Positive Culture
I just got back from my friend Sarah’s funeral. Hard to believe that after these past fifteen years of friendship she’s really gone. I wrote this poem and ended up giving it to her family…they had someone read it at the service today. Sarah had a distinctive face and a distinctive heart. I’m glad that… Continue reading She Never Wore A Mask
For the past six years, I’ve written under the penname R.G. Summers. I’ve had many reasons for doing so. Initials are nice because it prevents people from assigning a gender to your writing immediately, something I thought would be valuable as a woman going into science-fiction. Thinking that I would someday get married and change… Continue reading The Artist Formerly Known as R.G. Summers
Ergo, I present my Sonnet 104: Following your heart is too glamorized As if it is mysterious and wild To speak a name your mouth has memorized To wander with the whimsy of a child To the doorstep you have always dreamed of. All it can do is take you to the same Smile, the… Continue reading Mondays Need More Love Poems
I’ve been putting off announcing this for a while because I wanted to wait until we had a release date, and now I think we do. It’s still pending approval from the CEO, but my agent and I are both lobbying for and making a dang good case for why The Crystalline Princess should be… Continue reading The Crystalline Princess: A Fairy Tale for Grownups
The thought occurs to me in this moment, I really should have outlined more in October. I had eleven months that weren’t NaNoWriMo to do so, and I completely blew it, intentionally. You would think that NaNoWriMo gets easier every year you do it, but there’s not truth to that at all. Every year it’s… Continue reading The Joys of Not Knowing What the Heck You’re Doing
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